"Miss Tang, I'm afraid there's some misunderstanding between you and me. Do you think I'm that kind of person? I really didn't draw this pig head!"

Sedum looked solemn and straightened her back.

Just like that, he stared at Tang Xuejian with bright eyes.

Being stared at by his solemn and profound eyes, Tang Xue's face turned red inexplicably.

"It was clearly you who painted it, aren't you willing to admit it?"

Tang Xuejian continued to show his spicy side.

"If I did it, of course I would admit it. But Miss Tang, my painting skills are not that bad."

Jingtian looked serious and started to use his tricks of deception.

Then, he casually took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and drew a pig's head.

Don't even say it.

He painted this pig's head very seriously, so it looked really vivid and lifelike.

Tang Xuejian subconsciously compared the two pig head patterns.

Not to mention, the painting skills of the two designs are not at the same level at all.

Could it be that this pig head was really not painted by Sedum?

Suddenly, Tang Xue felt shaken in her heart, and hesitation appeared in her bright eyes.

Seeing this, Jingtian strikes while the iron is hot.

"Oh, I see, I know who painted this."

Jingtian's face showed a look of sudden realization.

"who is it?"

Tang Xuejian quickly asked, very angry, who dared to draw such a pig's head on the lid of this imitation purple clay teapot? It's really annoying.

Jingtian immediately waved to Xu Maoshan, who was working hard.

"Maomao, did you draw the pig head on the back of this teapot?"

Sedum looked serious.

Xu Maoshan scratched his head and said innocently, "No!"

He didn't draw this pig's head.

He clearly remembered that this was painted by Brother Tian. Not long ago, the ink was still wet.

"Maomao, you have to be honest. This is what you drew. I have seen it all."

Jingtian secretly winked at Xu Maoshan.

"Brother Tian, ​​I really didn't draw anything. I clearly saw that it was you who drew it. How come it's mine now?"

Unfortunately, Xu Maoshan was fawning and looked confused.

He obviously didn't understand Jingtian's intention.

When Xu Maoshan told the truth.

Jingtian's face froze, and he felt that the situation was getting worse.

It was just as he expected.

Tang Xue saw that her pretty face turned livid.

that's all.

Tang Xue saw that Jingtian was like a pair of happy enemies fighting around in a pawn shop.

However, this kind of fight did not last long, because there was still Brother Ye in the pawn shop.

finally.

After erasing the pig head pattern, Tang Xuejian took the imitation purple clay teapot lid and left with satisfaction.

Before leaving, he gave Jingtian some money as a reward, and glared at Jingtian fiercely with a pair of piercing beautiful eyes, as if to say that this matter is not over yet!

Tang Xuejian's look in Jingtian's eyes was not lethal at all.

Jingtian is playing with money right now, and is dreaming about marrying a virtuous and beautiful wife in the future.

Do not know why.

A beautiful girl's face appeared in his mind.

This girl is none other than Tang Xuejian.

No, when looking for a wife, you absolutely cannot find a shrewd woman like Tang Xuejian.

"When looking for a wife, you must never look for a pig mother-in-law!"

He murmured to himself.

Pig Woman, this was the nickname he gave Tang Xuejian.

Therefore.

He only painted a pig's head on the lid of the imitation purple clay teapot.

This day comes to an end.

Jingtian didn't have much work to do. Occasionally he would laugh and fight with Xu Maoshan, or he would pick his nose or feet.

He is just a common man.

period.

He also deliberately studied the strange long sword given to him by Demon Zunzhenglou over and over again.

Unfortunately, after a long time of research, I still found nothing.

"This sword looks really ordinary!"

Jingtian grasped the long sword, looked left and right, struck it, stroked it, and waved it in his hand.

As a result, all the facts proved that this was an ordinary long sword.

The only thing that's unusual is that it's a little older.

Its age, according to Sedum's experience in judging antiques, may be hundreds of years old.

Even, thousands of years!

This is an ordinary long sword with a long history!

It stands to reason that this should be the case.

But he always had a vague feeling that this sword was extraordinary.

In order to relieve the confusion in my heart.

He went to look for Ye Xiao personally and wanted Ye Xiao to tell him the answer.

Others may not know the origin of the long sword, but his brother Ye must know it.

Ye Xiao was not surprised by Sedum's curiosity.

"This sword is a magic sword."

Ye Xiao took a sip of the tea that had just been brewed on the tea table and exuded a light and elegant fragrance, and said slowly.

Magic sword?!

These two short words made Jingtian's heart tremble suddenly.

Sure enough, this sword has an extraordinary origin.

"Why did that powerful and powerful demon Zun Zhenglou give this sword to me?"

Jingtian continued to ask.

"You can master this magic sword, or this magic sword is destined to you."

Ye Xiao explained.

"Brother Ye, what kind of fate is there?"

Jingtian pretended to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.

"This is a story to tell. Thousands of years ago, wars were raging and wars were endless. In this world, there was a small country called the Jiang Kingdom. The prince of the Jiang Kingdom, Long Yang, wanted to forge a magic sword to protect his family and the country."

"But Long Yang later gave up on forging the magic sword and rushed directly to the battlefield. Although Long Yang was very brave, Jiang State was weak. How could the situation be saved without the magic sword."

"In the end, Long Yang died in battle and the Jiang Kingdom was destroyed."

Ye Xiao talked eloquently.

Hearing such a story, Jingtian looked indignant.

"Why doesn't Longyang forge a magic sword? If there is a magic sword, there may be a glimmer of hope for Jiang Country."
To be continued...